Sunday, July 12, 2009

I Hate My Parents

God, I swear that as soon as I am 18 and can support myself financially, I am leaving the house. I hate my mom so much at times. I won't intentionally try to start anything, but at times, she can be the most annoying person in the world and I would give anything to leave now.

I was washing the dishes yesterday, and my mom comes home, and then she starts trying to use my laptop. Now, she doesn't know how to use a computer, so I wasn't so worried. But then, I remember that my laptop was open to a Facebook page of a wall-to-wall conversation with a friend... She begins clicking around randomly and manages to get into Pictures of Me.

I quickly run upstairs and close the page, because what's worse than your mom looking at your personal stuff? But she threatens to take away my laptop if I don't open it up, and I decide that since I have nothing inappropriate up there, there's no harm showing her.

So she begins browsing through my pictures, and begins admonishing me. Uh-oh. I had forgotten that my idea of inappropriate isn't the same has her idea of inappropriate... I close the window again, and she begins yelling at me. Then she takes my phone! Of course I'm not going to let her take it without a fight, so an argument starts. My dad had been showering when this was happening, and I guess he didn't want to put up with it, so he was upstairs pretending to fix something...

After a while, I'm just ignoring her and she's still yelling at me, and my dad finally has to come down. He has this stressed, angry look on his face and asks what's wrong. I explain it to him, and he stands there thinking. I can tell he thinks this is ridiculous and that I should show my mom the pictures if she wants to see them, but he also thinks my mom is stupid for arguing over something so small. In the end, he decides he'd rather go blowdry his hair than talk about it.

My argument to my mom is that I have my own life and that if I wanted her to know about it, I'd bring her along whenever I went out. But she says that it's not even about the pictures anymore, but that I'm too stubborn. What the fuck? Too stubborn? Well, it takes two stubborn people for an argument to work. But noooooooo, she can can call me stubborn, but I can't call her that. And I know she's lying about it not being the pictures because she won't shut up about it!

So right now, she has my phone and the laptop is still lying on the couch. She had taken my phone when I wasn't looking, and there's no way I was going to let her take my laptop. When she tried, I just stood up and told her that she wasn't going to take it. Well, she didn't take it, but she said I couldn't use it either. For fear of making my dad angrier (he's hard to anger, but when he gets angry... let's just say that I wouldn't want to get in his way, even with a height advantage), I decided that I won't irritate her further today. I'll keep demanding it, and I know I'll get it in the end. But I won't let her win.

She claims that I don't listen to her now. And that's true, because I've decided I'd rather listen to reason than mindless orders. And the shit that comes out of her mouth is not 'reason'.

-Gary M.

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